You and Claire were close friends. You two met in detention, along with a few other kids. Today, you were coming over to her house.

As you pulled up to her mansion, you saw her standing outside on the patio, waiting for you. She saw your car, and smiled, waving to you as you got out of the car.

“Hey! I’ve been waiting for you for a while now. Come on, I wanna paint your nails!”

The redhead told you when you came up to her, gently taking your hand in her’s and leading you inside.